Specimens of the American PoetsT. and J. Allman, 1822 - 283 من الصفحات |
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الصفحة 80
... seem'd to threaten from their shatter'd brow , To crush the vessels all becalm❜d below , Whose white sails , hanging idly at the mast , O'er the still waves a deep reflexion cast . Still farther off , the Kaatskill , bold and high ...
... seem'd to threaten from their shatter'd brow , To crush the vessels all becalm❜d below , Whose white sails , hanging idly at the mast , O'er the still waves a deep reflexion cast . Still farther off , the Kaatskill , bold and high ...
الصفحة 81
... seem'd to rest , Like golden islets scatter'd far and wide , By elfin skill in Fancy's fabled tide ; Where , as wild Eastern legends idly feign , Fairy , or genii , hold despotic reign . Others , like vessels gilt with burnish'd gold ...
... seem'd to rest , Like golden islets scatter'd far and wide , By elfin skill in Fancy's fabled tide ; Where , as wild Eastern legends idly feign , Fairy , or genii , hold despotic reign . Others , like vessels gilt with burnish'd gold ...
الصفحة 85
... Seem'd faded like a vision from his sight . One endless chaos spread before his eyes , No vestige left of earth or azure skies , A boundless nothingness reign'd every where , Hid the green fields , and silent all the air . As look'd the ...
... Seem'd faded like a vision from his sight . One endless chaos spread before his eyes , No vestige left of earth or azure skies , A boundless nothingness reign'd every where , Hid the green fields , and silent all the air . As look'd the ...
الصفحة 87
... seem'd to claim with her an equal birth . There , by a lofty rock's moss - mantled base , Our tir'd advent'rers found a resting place ; Beneath its dark , o'erhanging sullen brow , The little bevy nestled snug below , And with right ...
... seem'd to claim with her an equal birth . There , by a lofty rock's moss - mantled base , Our tir'd advent'rers found a resting place ; Beneath its dark , o'erhanging sullen brow , The little bevy nestled snug below , And with right ...
الصفحة 88
... seem'd to veil the ground ; While not a leaf ev'n of the aspen stirr'd , And not a sound , but that low moan , was heard . There is a moment when the boldest heart That would not stoop an inch to ' scape Death's dart , That never shrunk ...
... seem'd to veil the ground ; While not a leaf ev'n of the aspen stirr'd , And not a sound , but that low moan , was heard . There is a moment when the boldest heart That would not stoop an inch to ' scape Death's dart , That never shrunk ...
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الصفحة 206 - midst falling dew, While glow the heavens with the last steps of day, Far, through their rosy depths, dost thou pursue Thy solitary way ? Vainly the fowler's eye Might mark thy distant flight to do thee wrong, As, darkly painted on the crimson sky, Thy figure floats along.
الصفحة 57 - And behold, the LORD passed by, and a great and strong wind rent the mountains, and brake in pieces the rocks before the LORD; but the LORD was not in the wind: and after the wind an earthquake; but the LORD was not in the earthquake: And after the earthquake a fire; but the LORD was not in the fire: and after the fire a still small voice.
الصفحة 218 - So live, that when thy summons comes, to join The innumerable caravan, that moves To that mysterious realm, where each shall take His chamber in the silent halls of death, Thou go not, like the quarry slave at night, Scourged to his dungeon; but, sustained and soothed By an unfaltering trust, approach thy grave Like one who wraps the drapery of his couch About him, and lies down to pleasant dreams.
الصفحة 69 - For he is good ; for his mercy endureth for ever : that then the house was filled with a cloud, even the house of the Lord; so that the priests could not stand to minister by reason of the cloud : for the glory of the Lord had filled the house of God.
الصفحة 209 - I'll not o'erlook the modest flower That made the woods of April bright. INSCRIPTION FOR THE ENTRANCE TO A WOOD STRANGER, if thou hast learned a truth which needs No school of long experience, that the world Is full of guilt and misery, and hast seen Enough of all its sorrows, crimes, and cares, To tire thee of it, enter this wild wood And view the haunts of Nature.
الصفحة 216 - Nor in the embrace of ocean, shall exist Thy image. Earth, that nourished thee, shall claim Thy growth, to be resolved to earth again ; And, lost each human trace...
الصفحة 209 - Try their thin wings and dance in the warm beam That waked them into life. Even the green trees Partake the deep contentment ; as they bend To the soft winds, the sun from the blue sky Looks in and sheds a blessing on the scene. Scarce less the cleft-born wild-flower seems to enjoy Existence, than the winged plunderer That sucks its sweets.
الصفحة 57 - And Jesse took an ass laden with bread, and a bottle of wine, and a kid, and sent them by David his son unto Saul.
الصفحة 206 - There is a Power whose care Teaches thy way along that pathless coast, The desert and illimitable air, Lone wandering, but not lost.
الصفحة 216 - The hills Rock-ribbed and ancient as the sun,— the vales Stretching in pensive quietness between; The venerable woods— rivers that move In majesty, and the complaining brooks That make the meadows green; and, poured round all, Old Ocean's gray and melancholy waste,— Are but the solemn decorations all Of the great tomb of man.